>>6125858“Your friend has a practical attitude,” she smirks. “I like it. Then again, she’s from Candéa. Practical people. But all my praise aside, yes, it would be a good idea. The point is that by now Roncalieri is likely degraded enough that these differences are starting to lose their meaning. According to the Throne’s investigation, he will complete his degradation on day six of the next cycle,” she points her finger to the planetary ring, where the planet’s shadow has reached the first of the six thin bands that divide it. It’s how you tell days apart — while Willow’s people usually divide the days in group of… seven — and that means you have…
“One day of travel to the Throne, and that gives us four days,” you groan.
“Less than I hoped, more than I feared. With a bit of luck, more than we need,” Sandora nods. “And this brings us to the matter at hand. I have less than a day to teach you the bases of how to deal with Asterites.” She takes a step back, checking you out one by one, then reaches inside her robes, pulling out a vial of ink. She pours it onto her hand, forming a black sphere of liquid. “I am going to need a volunteer.”
>You step forward. This is your responsibility after all.>Rubida sighs and raises her arm. “As a noble, it’s my duty to further relations.”>Soralisa raises her voice and her hands. “I am the mystically-gifted. It’s up to me.”>Willow purses her lips. “I never liked wizards anyway.”>[Suggestion]# # # # # #
>The voting above will decide which character rolls for the following actions, so think this thoroughly.As always thanks a lot for playing. Sandora is a blast to write, as always. Let's hope she stays alive until the end...[/spoilers] 